Oiisshhh.. My turn to cry after a nightmare.

I've never really had nightmares. My dreams were all kinda neutral. The worst I had, from what I can recall is where I dreamnt I fell from a tall apartment-like building. I actually felt movement, so I was thinking, in a semi-conscious mode, "OMG! OMG! Why am I moving?! Isn't this suppose to be a dream?!"

Ya, so... Anyway, I slept at about 5pm today for two hours and had a dream lar... There was like, 3 scenes. A classroom, a beach, and a tunnel.

*Scene one*

I was at the beach and there were 4 other men with me. 3 Indonesians who spoke fairly well English and a fat French dude. He's bald and has a moustache.

We were punching/slapping/hitting sand to make 'sand cakes/pancakes' or something.(Yes, stupid.). The 'sand cakes/pancakes' were as big as a regular sized pizza and was heavily covered with sand. Its texture was dough-ish.

Then a European woman came over frowning and asking for something. No idea what she said. Can't remember. Then one of the Indonesian dude said something and helped her across a dried fallen tree.

Then the scene changed to another scene.

My sister & I were in a tuiton-like building (Neh, the shophouses kind.) where there were 3 corridors/walkways sprouting from a slightly bigger room (More like an empty area lar..). It sort of looked like a triangular room lar. The carpet was grey with white-coloured walls. In the middle of the room, there was a counter. Behind the counter, stood Roz, one of the monsters from Monsters Inc. (Great, I have monsters in my dreams now.)

The environment was pretty much Japanese except for the deco lar. As in, Japanese kids in dark blue and white uniforms minus the funky hairdos walking around or chatting with friends.

I was walking along the corridors looking at notice boards and my classroom. The Hwey was trailing behind me. When I found my classroom, Hwey disappeared. A blackboard was on the left and 4 rows of tables and chairs were on the right. I took a seat beside a fat, sweaty kid who was sleeping on the table on the second row because that was the only space available.

*Scene change*

My parents were driving the Peugeot heading along the LDP highway, closing in on the tunnel near the Indian cemetary. Then suddenly, their car crashed, ala Princess Diana style.

*Scene change*


Back to the beach.

When the 4 men & I were still making 'sand cakes/pancakes', another woman came and the same thing happened. She frowned, talked, and went off. Then, I don't know how, I was lifted off the ground, being carried by one of the Indonesians towards the French. He had no clothes on. Some words were exchanged between us both, and I struggled. That creep then started rubbing himself on me. (Aiseh.. Ridiculous.)

When I woke up, my mother just came home. I was freaked. I didn't scream or what lar. I just opened my eyes and that's it. Then I started saying I had a dream. When my Mum asked what it was, I couldn't even speak. Like there was a lump in my throat. Gonna cry adi... Finally, managed to spit it out and I started crying lar. Sad man, whole family malang.. (Choi choi choi.. Touch wood.)

I hope it's not going to be real because sometimes there's like deja vu or something.